Barter grudgingly walked to Laura's room. For some familiar reason, Laura was expecting to be let out of that room sooner or later, that very day. When she wanted to visit Mr. Ban at the hospital, Barter bluntly refused, but now there was nothing he could do. Mr. Ban had returned. The same Mr. Ban that she hated, the very man that she saw as her jailer, had now become her savior. Laura was pacing the room when she heard the locks on the door start to jangle. She quickly stepped towards the door with her eyes wide in anticipation as the door opened to reveal Barter's angry face. ''Come out. Boss is asking for you!'' Barter said to Laura Ban with hate.Laura was as happy as a child that had been offered chocolate, but she dared not express her happiness in front of Barter. She was not going to spite him like that. Laura stepped out of the room and waited for Barter to shut the door, before she walked behind him, as he led her to Mr. Ban's room. It didn't take long for Laura to
''If not that I had saved a lot of money, by now I would have been recklessly poor,'' Greg Chase said to Don Black. ''I thought you sent someone to Boss Shen?'' Don Black replied, asking Greg. Greg laughed with sarcasm and shook his head. ''Need I tell you what went down?'' He asked Don Black. ''What?'' Don Black asked, wide-eyed. ''In fact, a terminator is behind this because Boss Shen could not figure it out,'' Greg Chase replied. Don black glared at Greg. ''Well, Boss Shen agreed to liaise with us to find out who this culprit is. He asked his Marcus guy, so I heard, and that one couldn't go far. Whoever the dropper was must have out smarted him and misplaced him in thin air. He's a major air head,'' Greg explained. ''Either that, or there is a terminator out there, like I said. We can't fathom him,'' Greg Chase added. Both men hissed. Tired as hell. What was Greg Chase even talking about? Why such harsh and sarcastic words against your own faction? ''Greg, maybe t
Mr. Ban had become stronger after about a week and had returned to his usual spot in the study, observing his sales charts and plotting the next moves that he would make, big or small. He could not thank Charles Ban enough for saving his business, if not, what would he have done?He would have become a pauper, and that would be thanks to Greg Chase. ''Charles, I cannot continue to allow you to use my wife to run these sales. It is dangerous,'' Mr. Ban complained. Laura was set to go out to make a drop as usual, and Mr. Ban was skeptical. 'You don't have anything to worry about. Laura does not have to see anyone directly. What she does is she drops the product at its usual location and leaves. We have someone around there that oversees the area to make sure that nobody picks up the product except the person purchasing it. The person does not see Laura at all. The person does not even see the other comrade that supervises the area. It is majorly a blind deal,'' Charles Ban explained
When Greg Chase was in jail, he had an arch-enemy called Shepherd. Shepherd was one of the inmates that were fascinated by Greg's demeanor and tried to be friends with Greg, but Greg rejected his friendship outrightly. Nobody could believe it that day, not even the prison warders.Shepherd was the president of the prison. There was hardly anybody that didn't reverence Shepherd. There was nobody that didn't reverence and respect Shepherd, apart from Greg Chase, inmate 99651. Greg was sitting alone as usual in the cafeteria when Shepherd sent his subordinates to call Greg over to his table for a friendly chat.''Make sure you don't bully him,'' Shepherd warned his boys because he knew how nasty they could get.''Sure boss!'' One of the boys had said, and then he walked over to Greg Chase's table with three other boys from his gang. They were men actually, but they behaved like boys as they lacked maturity and depended on bullying other inmates as if their lives depended on it. ''
''Laura, why did you kill that lady, Barter's sister? Didn't you know that she was his sister?'' Mr. Ban asked.Laura was silent, looking at her feet.''Laura, I am talking to you. You need to speak up. I hope you know that it is because of me you are still alive. You are smart, so I am sure you know that for a fact,'' Mr. Ban asked.Laura was still silent, but after a while, she nodded.''Good, so tell me what made you kill that lady. Because, as much as I have to protect you as your husband, I know that Barter hates you, and I cannot stand to look at the sorrow in his eyes,'' Mr. Ban added.Laura trembled.Her lips quivered, and her fingers twitched.''She...'' Laura started to speak slowly.''She was going to take me back to Barter after I ran away, and I didn't want her to do so,'' Laura managed to respond.''She was going to send you back. How did you know her in the first place? Where did you guys meet? Had she ever come here before when you tried to escape?'' Mr. Ban asked.Lau
Mr. Ban raised his eyes to look at Laura. ''Don't talk to me like that again,'' he said to her in a coarse voice. Laura pursed her lips and looked away. It was easy for him to be judgemental of her when he had a ton of hideous things that he had done in the past. The only thing that made Laura feel any guilt concerning what she had done was because it was Barter's sister that was involved, if not, she was of the opinion that Mr. Ban didn't have the right to interrogate her judgementally like this. ''Sorry!'' Laura replied abruptly and looked away. Mr. Ban had heard enough, so he dismissed her. Laura left and Brater and Charles Ban came back in to join Mr. Ban. Three days later. It was time for another drop, and Laura was getting ready to do her usual delivery. ''Laura!'' Mr. Ban called when he saw her getting dressed in special clothes than what she usually wore. Laura spun around to look at Mr. Ban. ''Where are you going? Is today drop day?'' Mr. Ban asked. Laura no
Greg nodded, happy to see that Scissors was undoubtedly equal to the task.''Very well. Take this address. There will be a drop-off and pick-up here in the next two hours, I want you to try and get hold of the person that would make the drop-off. Now, this is where it gets tricky. The dropper and the picker do not meet. The dropper loads up the product some minutes or so before the picker comes to take the product. I want you to look for a way around this. I need to know who the dropper is, okay?'' Greg Chase said to Scissors. Scissors listened to Greg Chase attentively, and then he nodded. ''Copy that, Mr. Chase!'' He said to Greg, looking assured that he would deliver his work seamlessly. ''Will you handle this properly for me? please? I must not fail at this or else, I would lose everything,'' Greg told Scissors. There was nothing to hide. Looking at Greg Chase closely, Scissors could see the sincerity in the man's eyes, and he knew how much importance Greg Chase attached to t
Scissors followed Laura's car. The black Sedan drove fast as if the vehicle's driver was running from someone. It was usual practice for Laura not to drive straight home after she made every drop. That was what Charles Ban had instructed her to do at all times. Wherever she went after the drop, Laura never drove in the direction of Mr. Ban's house at all. This time, for some reason, Laura drove to the outskirts of town, and parked in front of the house she used to live in when she escaped. Alina's former house. She remained in her car for a while, looking at the abandoned house for a long time. Memories flashed through Laura's mind. That used to be her haven. She remembered all the time she spent in that house alone, she remembered when she was in her own company alone. Laura Ban recalled it all, and the nostalgic feeling that she felt, made tears roll down her cheeks. Laura dared to go inside the house, and so she was about to remove the glasses that were on her face when s